Belongs to Other Women

The story of Lisa 19

The Still Lisa POV.

Yeah, I thought I was menstruating at first but I wasn't. Because while waiting for Dave to buy a sanitary pad I had time to find information about kepera*wanan from a smart phone that I have. Until the phone's battery runs out. And it turns out that it was my holy blood.

After doing a little mash-up, Dave and I finally agreed to clean up. Not together, but alternately. I checked again, and sure enough. I thought I was menstruating but I wasn't. I was wrong. And do you know, if the blanket I left in the bathroom was so full of almost dry blood?

Well, maybe because we were playing in the dark last night, he wasn't aware of it. I don't know.

After we finished cleaning the body and went back to wearing clothes. Dave and I decided to get out of that apartment to drive me home.

Dave also did not forget to contact the housekeeping section, to clean his room. More precisely, cleaning up the mess we created together. The curlicous of the watch that was coiled around my wrist, right showing at lunch hour. Just before we both entered the elevator.

After the elevator door closed, Dave suddenly put my hair behind my ear, then said, "You're more beautiful in that shirt" she whispered in my ear and kissed my ear with a sigh of breath. It gives me goosebumps again.

Not goosebumps because of horror, but goosebumps because of amused. A difficult feeling for me to describe clearly. One of his hands now touched my back until it touched my waist. Makes my mouth come back spoiled.

As if he was not tired, Dave again kissed my earlobe. He did not care that there was a CCTV that was being directed, highlighting the two of us at the moment. Soon he shifted in front of me and immediately crushed me, making my body lean on the elevator wall.

Again we exchanged saliva, as if we were doing this. But I love it, I love these vibes. The vibe I used to feel. Until the elevator door rang and opened, then Dave stopped his action with a smile and then pinched my chin. Not forgetting that he took my hand and pulled me out of there.

Dave knows how to make me smile, like we've known each other for so long. I really liked him, what else when he politely opened the car door for me and closed it again. I feel like a royal princess.

Even along the way, my two eyes were not stopping to look at him. Until it is not uncommon to make him also return my views occasionally.

"Where are your hands?" tanyakanya. I immediately thrust out my right hand and he greeted it with his left hand and then kissed the back of my hand.

I felt like I was floating made, because of his attitude. Though I realized, that it was one of the tricks of playboy men to take the heart of women. But I don't know why, I like it.

"Would you like to have lunch first? I'm laper." Dave whined, still holding my hand. And this is the first time I've seen him whine. I just nod my head. Approved request.

Dave drove the speed of his car across the streets of London, which eventually led me to a place for a stunning lunch.

"You've never been here, have you?" he asked while looking at me. I shook my head and Dave turned the steering wheel, got into a building to park his car. "We're on foot. It's okay, isn't it?"

I didn't answer, just turned to the shoes I was wearing. Yep! I'm still wearing the high heels I wore last night. Then Dave pulled my hand, so I could look at him. "Hm?"

"Later to buy," he said, then let go of my hand, "Wait." He opened the door, got out of the car and ran around the car and opened the door for me. I rolled my eyeballs.

'I think he'll do what, ' my mind then smiles.

"I know how to open your mobio doors. Jafi don't have to be like this." I snorted while saying it. While Dave was just chuckling amusedly and then rubbing my waist, so that I wasn't far from his side, maybe.

Slowly we walked side by side, down Greenwich Market, an area in the Greenwich Peninsula area that stretches a stretch of street food snacks with so much. From street food to several restaurants are there.

Although this place is not as big as Borough Market which is in the middle of the city, but the snacks available here are also not less complete. From light snacks to heavy meals like steak are here.

Dave told me to taste almost all the snacks I didn't know about. "You should try one by one snacks you've never seen." Two said with great enthusiasm.

"Why?" I was confused to look at him.

"Let you know the difference between cooking spices here and in your country."

"And that's your country too." I chuckled while poking her waist.

Well, one thing you don't know yet. Dave is from Jakarta. It's just that he's been living in this country for a long time. But I don't know yet what makes it last long enough in this city.

"Nih ..," said the ox, he handed him a wrapping paper in which there was a pair of flip-flops. But not Nipoon's flip-flops or Swelow's yeah, it's better anyway.

"So I found it out, we'll look for it again" he said, sitting next to me. He immediately swallowed a glass of water with one lift, which was presented in front of him and asked him again to the waiter at the restaurant.

I was waiting for him here after he ordered the food. He said he would go for a while to find something. Unexpectedly, it turned out that he had gone to find a pair of these sandals. Though we also have not been around in this place, just passing by and buying some snacks.

"How long have you been here?" I asked while trying to remove the high heels strap that wrapped around my ankle.

He looked at me and said while helping me to untie the rope. "Nearly ten years."

Then we started our lunch while telling a lot of things. Dave tells that he here owns a property company, which apartment in his place is also one of his business.

"You yourself why isn't the lecture on hold? 'His work is tired. Dizziness again see the stock chart every second." He chews his food. While I was enjoying a snack earlier, a churros complete with chocolate sauce.

"Trus if I quit my job, continue to college, my salary money will be abis dong for transport. Back and forth the campus every day, "I answered and then took my drink glass and sucked my stuffing through a stainless straw.

"Yes, I'll buy a car tomorrow."

Uhuuk!!

I choked on hearing her so relaxed speech. He immediately stroked my back while again telling me to drink. A few pairs of eyes that were also on the other table were currently directing their gaze at us. It embarrassed me half to death.

Which woman will not choke, if suddenly a man who is new to her, not even twenty-four hours. Did you say you were going to buy him a car? So it's only natural that I'm surprised.

"Sorry, we're the center of attention" I said, bowing my face.

I could still see that all around us, there were still a few pairs of eyes staring. But suddenly, Dave danced on my chin, raised my face and immediately***** my lips. Makes my eyes spontaneously round and wide, surprised and unprepared with what he did.

His eyes were closed at that moment. He gently did the massage. Long enough until finally I could only scoop up the churros still in my left hand and my drink glass in my right hand. Then returning that kiss, offset the way he treated me.

Then he let go of the lump, I gasped and he chuckled amusedly. Then continued his lunch with a chat. Enjoying every bite that goes into his mouth. Sometimes I steal glances, just to watch him eat next to me.

Time showed at three in the afternoon. We're still walking down Greenwich Market, just now heading to Dave's car park. Occasionally, I joke. One of Dave's hands is coiled around my waist. While the other hand is holding my high heels.

There was no shame in him holding that thing. Even when I had wanted to wrap the shoes with the sandal-bearer earlier, he rebuked me. "No need! Let me bring it!" Then he took the shoe from my hand.

I didn't force him and I didn't argue with him. I'll let him do anything for me. If he does consider me that important to him this time and the days that follow. Anyway, I want to feel what it's like to be pampered like Tika. I also want to live a luxurious life. Even if Max didn't do all that to me.

No matter if it means that I have to serve this man's passions or not, obviously I also enjoy everything. Especially if it's true this guy will give me a car. Because as far as I know the price of cars in this country is quite expensive. Should I pretend not to be able to drive? So he can teach me?

***

I showed you the way to my apartment. With the help of GPS of course, because I have not been too memorized the name of the road here. While Dave does not need GPS anymore, he has memorized the ins and outs of the streets in urban London. Complete with nightly entertainment.

Arriving in the basement of my apartment building, I offered her to go inside, but she teased me instead.

"Can I come upstairs? What if I fall asleep there?" said spoiled. Make me blush.

"If that happens, I won't refuse." I said it out loud enough. Then I got out of the car, without looking back, walking towards the elevator.

Bruk! Titus!

The sound of the car door behind me and the sound of the car lock alarm. That's a sign Dave got off and walked behind me, followed my steps. I realized, a smile crouching at both corners of my cheeks. I don't know why I feel happy.

Ting!

The elevator door opened, I entered and was followed by Dave who took the place, right beside me. I pressed the elevator button with the number three, because my apartment was on the third floor.

We were both silent, not saying a word. Unlike before, when we were at Greenwich Market, we walked together along the place. At this moment there was a distance that limited the space we both moved. Until the end we reached the third floor.

I stepped out of the elevator and Dave was still following my footsteps, towards my bedroom door. Then I opened the door and opened it wide. Hinted at him to tell him to get into this little apartment of mine.

As soon as I entered, I closed the door. Light up. While Dave immediately stepped down one by one every room there. My bedroom and bathroom were the targets of her visit. It's like a sudden inspection from the host. I just shook my head to see what he was doing.

I went straight to the kitchen to get a glass of water and drink it. Overcome the dehydration in my throat. While waiting for the man to come out of my bedroom door.

"Udah was like a host, swipe to the room," I said and bit my dry lower lip. He laughed and walked over to me.

Smacked my lips without excuse. Put both hands on the kitchen table behind me. Then close his body, eroding the distance between us. He took the glass I was holding. Then put it behind me. Dave is back to poking me.

Teetttt teet!

The sound of the bell from my apartment door ...